children of the storm
know how to monitor the silence
between the claps of thunder
for meaning
for intent
how to feel for oncoming lightening
how to hide
behind the shelter of false faces
swallow the shadows
drink down the rain
of others
they learn how to play the game
the clairvoyant, the fool, the puppet, the witness, the parent
their own spark buried
questions smoldering
waiting for a better day
